Her Only Flair Is In

There Is, In Any Art, A Tendency To Turn One's Own Preferences Into A Monomaniac Theory.

If You Use Hollywood As The Test Tissue For Mankind, What Could The Prognosis Be?

In San Francisco, Vulgarity, "bad Taste," Ostentation Are Regarded As A Kind Of Alien Blight, An Invasion Or Encroachment From Outside. In Los Angeles, There Is So Much Money And Power Connected With Ostentation That Is No Longer Ludicrous: It Commands A Kind Of Respect. For If The Mighty Behave Like This, Then Quiet Good Taste Means That You Can't Afford The Conspicuous Expenditures, And You Become A Little Ashamed Of Your Modesty And Propriety.

I Am Mystified. I Know Only One Person Who Voted For Nixon.

If You Think It So Easy To Be A Critic, So Difficult To Be A Poet Or A Painter Or Film Experimenter, May I Suggest You Try Both? You May Discover Why There Are So Few Critics, So Many Poets.